Lyrics

here it is another friday night, i'm in a bar you used to like, i got a little smell good on, the one you said would always turn you on, yeah, i said i wasn't gonna call, but this town is pretty small, best chance to get you back is to cross your path, so i'm out on the town, looking around, playing it cool, on a stool just wetting my whistle, with my head on a swivel, searching the crowd, with nothing to do, just sitting here hoping i'd run into you, out on the town, well, if i saw you walking in, i'd chalk it up to coincidence, stopped in for just one beer, it's quite a nice surprise to see you here, and accidentally on purpose, i drop a line like i didn't rehearse it, a thousand time since you walked out, but 'til then, i'll be, so i'm out on the town, looking around, playing it cool, on a stool just wetting my whistle, with my head on a swivel, searching the crowd, with nothing to do, nothing but time, just sitting here hoping i'd run into you, out on the town, maybe i'm delusional, for holding out hope, that you're out here looking beautiful, and feeling lonely, out on the town, yeah, out on the town, playing it cool, on a stool just wetting my whistle, with my head on a swivel, searching the crowd, with nothing to do, nothing but time, just sitting here hoping i'd run into you, out on the town, just sitting here hoping i'd run into you, out on the town

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Artist: aaron pritchett